Okay...so no...not really..
But wait! There's more!
Alright...okay...so I have nothing other than the same old to offer when it comes to weight loss advice..
Buuuuuuuutt...
I have lost almost 24 pounds in 3 months and I have only changed a couple of things. Well more like several things, but only a couple that pertain to what goes in my mouth (I'm talking food here for the pervs!!!)
Back in October my son Evan, just turning 2 at the time, broke the only scale we had in our home. I threw it in the trash and it was just never a need, so I didn't buy a new one. I also thought what good does it do to step on a scale every morning when I know the numbers won't change, because I am doing nothing to change them. I was eating like crap, treating my body like crap, and really was a poor example of health to my children at the time.
To Read My Excuses Look Below Or Bypass To The Next Paragraph:
1) I was being lazy.
2) The husband and I were struggling financially after some career changes.
3) My four year old started school and fast food is well...faster.
4) I have a very unhealthy relationship with sweets and soda.
5) I have nothing else other than another excuse, so please stop reading them. It only makes me lean on them more. You're encouraging my bad behavior. See I just made you an excuse dear reader. It is that easy.
In all seriousness though, life had taken some very unexpected turns, and so I turned to food. That is my demon, my Kryptonite if you will. (Like that Superman pun huh?) And one I will ALWAYS fight. I have a very bad habit of using food to soothe my emotions. I know this. I work to change this every day.
I also found out that I have a very serious progesterone deficiency which was causing a lot of lady issues (along with fibroids, endometriosis, and ovarian cysts) for me, as well as enhancing my sweet tooth with the power of the Hubble Telescope! The progesterone deficiency is also to blame for my emotion crippled-ness (I think I just made that word up!) It was causing my extremely emotional highs and lows, which only led to more eating. Which led to me feeling worse about myself. Which led to more eating...
IT REALLY IS A VISCOUS CYCLE!
So before my gyno would recommend a hysterectomy she recommended I take birth control for four months and see if it helped with any of my issues. And it definitely has! But unfortunately surgery is not off the table. Another blog another day... After almost four months on birth control, I have my emotions in check. I have my 'unstable' moments...but hey...give a full time working mom a break here wouldya??? I don't have a period (perk!) but I do still have other issues that only surgery can resolve.
Now that my emotions are more stable, I do not find myself eating my feelings as much now. The birth control I take is also a diuretic so I have no choice but to drink a bunch of water or risk dehydration. I'd say that is good motivation to drink WATER WATER WATER! I weaned myself off of soda yet again! I have been sober from soda for 10 days, and counting. I have almost completely removed sweets from my diet and home, and replaced those with better options like grapes, blueberries, and I Looooooovvveee Fiber One Brownies...in moderation of course.
I did not step on a scale until about a week ago. People had mentioned several times that I looked like I was losing weight; what was I doing, what did I change, what was my secret...and I was just thrilled. Even if I didn't know for sure that my small changes were working! I happened to be at Walgreens looking for a Fitbook (which I did not find by the way) when I saw a glass scale they had on sale for ten bucks. I thought 'what the hay' and picked one up. When I stepped on it the next morning, I almost took it back to the store. It showed me 207 on the scale! When in October at the gyno I weighed 228...WHAT??!!
That was also one of the big issues with my gyno. She felt that my being over weight might have something to do with my lady issues (even though we now know it is not). So it will be really nice to walk in there in February and step on the scale for her!
Anyways, back to the whole point of this...I feel good. But as you can clearly see after reading this, I still need to learn to love myself. After all this time, I now know that I am my own worst enemy. It isn't something that I can fix overnight, but I will pick at it and chip away all of the little broken pieces everyday. I have a daughter and I don't want her to have body image issues, and that starts at home. I want her to know how to treat herself. I want her to know that women can be into fitness and not have to be ones of the dudes. I want her to make good food choices, and know that she doesn't have to eat every bite, just eat until she is full. But mostly, I want her to be a happy little girl! And to never know the struggle of being overweight, and trying to lose it...
But wait! There's more!
Alright...okay...so I have nothing other than the same old to offer when it comes to weight loss advice..
Buuuuuuuutt...
I have lost almost 24 pounds in 3 months and I have only changed a couple of things. Well more like several things, but only a couple that pertain to what goes in my mouth (I'm talking food here for the pervs!!!)
Back in October my son Evan, just turning 2 at the time, broke the only scale we had in our home. I threw it in the trash and it was just never a need, so I didn't buy a new one. I also thought what good does it do to step on a scale every morning when I know the numbers won't change, because I am doing nothing to change them. I was eating like crap, treating my body like crap, and really was a poor example of health to my children at the time.
To Read My Excuses Look Below Or Bypass To The Next Paragraph:
In all seriousness though, life had taken some very unexpected turns, and so I turned to food. That is my demon, my Kryptonite if you will. (Like that Superman pun huh?) And one I will ALWAYS fight. I have a very bad habit of using food to soothe my emotions. I know this. I work to change this every day.
I also found out that I have a very serious progesterone deficiency which was causing a lot of lady issues (along with fibroids, endometriosis, and ovarian cysts) for me, as well as enhancing my sweet tooth with the power of the Hubble Telescope! The progesterone deficiency is also to blame for my emotion crippled-ness (I think I just made that word up!) It was causing my extremely emotional highs and lows, which only led to more eating. Which led to me feeling worse about myself. Which led to more eating...
IT REALLY IS A VISCOUS CYCLE!
So before my gyno would recommend a hysterectomy she recommended I take birth control for four months and see if it helped with any of my issues. And it definitely has! But unfortunately surgery is not off the table. Another blog another day... After almost four months on birth control, I have my emotions in check. I have my 'unstable' moments...but hey...give a full time working mom a break here wouldya??? I don't have a period (perk!) but I do still have other issues that only surgery can resolve.
Now that my emotions are more stable, I do not find myself eating my feelings as much now. The birth control I take is also a diuretic so I have no choice but to drink a bunch of water or risk dehydration. I'd say that is good motivation to drink WATER WATER WATER! I weaned myself off of soda yet again! I have been sober from soda for 10 days, and counting. I have almost completely removed sweets from my diet and home, and replaced those with better options like grapes, blueberries, and I Looooooovvveee Fiber One Brownies...in moderation of course.
I did not step on a scale until about a week ago. People had mentioned several times that I looked like I was losing weight; what was I doing, what did I change, what was my secret...and I was just thrilled. Even if I didn't know for sure that my small changes were working! I happened to be at Walgreens looking for a Fitbook (which I did not find by the way) when I saw a glass scale they had on sale for ten bucks. I thought 'what the hay' and picked one up. When I stepped on it the next morning, I almost took it back to the store. It showed me 207 on the scale! When in October at the gyno I weighed 228...WHAT??!!
That was also one of the big issues with my gyno. She felt that my being over weight might have something to do with my lady issues (even though we now know it is not). So it will be really nice to walk in there in February and step on the scale for her!
Anyways, back to the whole point of this...I feel good. But as you can clearly see after reading this, I still need to learn to love myself. After all this time, I now know that I am my own worst enemy. It isn't something that I can fix overnight, but I will pick at it and chip
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